Kevan proceeded to undress, deliberately unbuttoning his shirt one button at a time. His movements were graceful and unhurried, exuding an air of elegance.

Inexplicably, Larissa couldn't tear her eyes away from him. Her gaze followed as his hands moved down the shirt gracefully, exposing his chest and abdomen.

Larissa already knew that there was no wound on his face or neck. Looking intently, she couldn't see any injury on his chest and abdomen except for the firm muscles that rippled under